No Idea 💵 MAX WOLFE

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Ally Crimson awoke the next morning to loud bangs around the house. The sound of glass shattering, and endless screams and wails awoke her from her peaceful slumber. Ally quickly removed her thick comforter from her body and silently opened her bedroom door. "How the fuck did this happen?!" She heard her father shout. Ally's eyebrows furrowed. Did he loose a case? Did he get fired? Endless amounts of negative thoughts swarmed and invaded her mind.

Ally stepped out of her bedroom and creeped down the stairs. Once she reached the ground floor she noticed the study door was slightly ajar. She slowly stepped towards the brown oak wood door and opened it as wide as it could go. A glass decorative bowl hit the wall beside her causing her to jump. "What is going on?" She breathed.

Henry Crimson was walking back and forth in front of the fireplace. Claire Crimson was sitting on the velvet colored couch watching her brothers mental breakdown with tears in her eyes. Ally swore that this was probably the first time she had seen her aunt in tears. "That stupid tabloid account posted about your brother." Henry growled. The anger laced in voice would probably scare anyone but Ally away.

Ally gasped. She didn't have her phone meaning she couldn't view the damned post. Claire seemed to notice this and she reluctantly handed her Niece the phone. The phone didn't have a password meaning Ally effortlessly entered her aunts phone. Her fingers raced as she searched for Instagram, once she found the app she clicked it faster than ever before and quickly typed gossip girls cursed name in the search bar.

1 new post it read under the username. Ally's breath hitched and she clicked the account the newest post was a picture of her brother. Ally read the caption and her breath began picking up speed.

Dear followers, it seems that a certain boy by the name of Robbie Crimson has a shocking secret behind his unexpected disappearance from the public eye. About three years ago poor and unfortunate Robbie Crimson seemed to have taken to many pills and too much powder and stopped breathing for all of three minutes before the paramedics brought the frivolous and over sensitive teen back to life.

Unfortunately for him, he's been stuck in a deep slumber ever since and nobody knows if he will ever wake up, and if he does, everyone is unsure if he will even function as pretentious as he once could.

The crimsons were oh so embarrassed of the self destructive teen and shoved him in a private facility away from watchful eyes. They quickly packed their belongings and left the state but the overwhelming guilt seemed to follow them all the way to Washington, resulting in their unfortunate, suspicious comeback to the upper east side.

Xoxo, gossip girl

Ally's breathing became erratic once she finished reading the caption; Claire's phone slipped out of her hand and she fell back against the wall. She fell to the ground and her shock erupted into a panic attack. Claire scrambled away from the couch and towards her panicked niece. Henry seemed to fall out of his angered hysterics and ran towards his daughter.

Claire and Henry were crouched in front of the teenager coaxing her to take deep breaths and focus on certain aspects of the room. Ally's panic attacks were familiar to Crimsons who had to deal with them for worrying amount of time after Robbie fell into a coma.

After a couple of minutes, Ally's breathing had calmed and the ringing in her ears had stopped. Claire offered her a glass of water and Ally gladly accepted. "I can't even begin to process what you must be feeling right now. I'm so sorry Ally it was never meant to get out this way." Henry whispered. "Yeah, we planned on doing this hour long interview with Oprah and then having a dramatized lifetime documentary about the situation." Claire smirked. The room erupted into laughter at the comment. Only Claire Crimson could change the entire mood of a room with a simple sentence.